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Slide Over
Chayo Nash, T-Pain
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Move over, move over, you better, you better
Slide over, slide over, you better, you better
Move over, move over, you better, you better
Slide over, slide over, you better, you better
I know I know you hate to see me win (see me win)
Why you so focused on me
All I'm thinking 'bout is these Benjamin's, private flights
Hopping out the Benz with the top down
What we spend, you can't imagine we get this guap now
Cars right off the lot now
Seen you tryna holla at my chick, your heart got shot down
You see the way I'm flexing this dough
You wanna get up in my section but no
You can't get too close
Move over, move over, you better, you better
Slide over, slide over, you better, you better
Move over, move over, you better, you better
Slide over, slide over, you better, you better
I said you hatin' on the low
You must of got me all wrong
Not worried 'bout you, my money long
You mad I'm up and you (whoa-oh-oh-ohh)
Just wastin' your time, tryna hate on my shine
You got me all on your mind
I got money on the line
Ch-ch-chop off the roof when I'm right in the coupe
Just to see you eye to eye, show you how I'm up in life
Whoa-oh-oh-ohh
We're speeding past you like I'm running lights
It make you cold hearted when you see me you not in sight
And you called me your bro
Then you still be doin' shit against the code
You can't get too close
Move over, move over, you better, you better
Slide over, slide over, you better, you better
Move over, move over, you better, you better
Slide over, slide over, you better, you better
I said you hatin' on the low
You must of got me all wrong
Not worried 'bout you, my money long
You mad I'm up and you whoa-oh-oh-ohh
You could've got your shit together
Whoa-oh-oh-ohh
Instead you just mad I'm doing better
Boop, boop
Yeah-yeah (yeah-yeah), yeah-yeah (yeah-yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Pizzle (pizzle), yeah
I was the boss when I got here (boss when I got here)
Now I'm god tier (now I'm god tier)
Lot of niggas came with me (came with me)
Now they not here (uh)
Chayo Nash, the king of last solar flare, now it's hot here (hot here), uh
Hella fast, she got hella ass, I got hella cash
I don't care if I stop here, yeah (oh yeah)
Ooh, I see you hatin' on the low (on the low)
We was on the same team, what you waitin' for-or-or, ooh
Now you actin' like a hoe, ooh
I'm not gonna miss you this time
I got beef, I can leave you in the streets
Now you can't eat off of me
And I won't lose any sleep
You were my bro
Now you out there sittin' in the cold
Time to move on now
I said you hatin' on the low
You must of got me on roll
Not worried 'bout you, my money long
You mad I'm up and you whoa-oh-oh-ohh
You could've got your shit together
Whoa-oh-oh-ohh
Instead you just mad I'm doing better
Whoa-oh-oh-ohh (Move over, move over, you better, you better)
You could've got your shit together (slide over, slide over)
(You better, you better)
Whoa-oh-oh-ohh (Move over, move over, you better, you better)
Instead you just mad I'm doing better (slide over, slide over)
(You better, you better)
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